CHAPTER 54
"But Sylvia," I said gently, "when Stanley drowned, he was alone in the pool. I saw him."
She leaned in again, as if afraid of being overheard. "That's not the whole story. The day after he died, I went to Stanley's apartment to collect a suit for him to be buried in. While I was there, I found a note on the table that said Enjoy these fresh-baked cookies."
"I'm not sure where you're going with this, Sylvia."
"The note was signed by me! I didn't give Stanley cookies, I swear to you. Why would someone do that?"
She was so shaken I had to guide her to a chair and help her sit down.
"It's strange, but it doesn't mean he was murdered," I said.
"There's more. The day Clarence died, we had breakfast together and he said his oatmeal didn't taste right. That it tasted sweet. Clar
